I do not own Avatar: The Last Air-Bender...although I would love to :) All the characters [except Markaia] belong to the author of Avatar. Markaia belongs to me.
Many believe that fire and flame create chaos and devastation, and who ever thinks that can go burn to the ground from my flame. I don't care what people think about fire; whether it is a good thought or bad, I'll kill them. For many who don't know who I am and what I am capable of, I am Markaia. As a younger child I was very gifted with my fire and I would burn things down occasionally; getting in trouble with the village and my Mother. As I became a teen, it was more controlled, but I preferred it to be out of control. This problem wasn't a problem with the Fire Lord, as he preferred these kinds of things; as in, he preferred chaos.
When I reached my late teen years, around 17, the Fire Lord's soldiers came to my Mother's door and delivered a message from the Fire Lord's brother about a meeting. Reluctantly, I accepted and went to meet them the next day. The Fire Lord wanted me to join his army and help the cause of becoming the strongest nation out of the world. He had convinced me to join them and I was convinced that it would make the poverty life a little better for my Mother.
So I left and went into training at the Fire Palace and became friends with the Fire Lord's daughter, Azula, and learned to hate her older brother, Zuko, who seemed to be a rift raft of the Palace; the outlawed. I don't care whether being in the Fire Lord's army was a bad thing, or if becoming the best friend of the darkest and evilest Princess was a bad thing, what I wanted was power. The only way to claim it was with my fire.
Sorry for the short chapter!